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I hesitated again looking for Dillon’s reaction. He was as confused as I was. Turning back to the pale blue box with the white ribbon, I picked it up and stared at it.”
“It’s not a bomb, Remy. I’m sitting here with you,” she said sarcastically.
Wanting to get this exchange over with, I pulled back the ribbon and lifted the lid. Inside was a watch that took my breath away.
“How did you know I collect watches?” I stammered, looking up at Eris.
“Remy, you’re a man of class and taste. Of course, you’d collect watches,” she replied with a pleased smile.
Dillon stepped closer, curiosity getting the better of him. “What is it?”
“It’s a Richard Mille RM 56-02 Tourbillon Sapphire. It’s a very rare watch,” I said trying to remember the last time I saw one in person.
Dillon leaned over for a closer look. “You can see straight through it. It’s like the parts holding the hands are floating between glass. It’s amazing,” he admitted.
I looked at him, then back at Eris. “It’s two million dollars amazing,” I said, struggling to find the right words. “I can’t accept this. It’s too much.”
Eris folded her arms. “I’ll be your wife, Remy. Nothing is too much for my future husband.”
Seeing Dillon’s shaken expression, I got ahold of myself. “Yeah, I’ve been trying to find one of these,” I said casually.
Eris’ eyes gleamed as she asked, “Can I put it on you?”
Fighting the urge to refuse her, I relented as she slid the watch onto my wrist. Still overwhelmed by what I was looking at, I said, “Eris, I don’t know how to thank you.”
“I do,” She replied with a sinister smile. “Never take it off.”
Jokingly, I responded, “I’m not sure I would want to.”
“And fire him,” Eris continued, nodding toward Dillon.
“What?” I asked, again caught off guard by her.
“I think you heard me,” she said smugly.
“I can’t do that,” I declared, darting my eyes over to Dillon, who looked shell-shocked.
Eris scoffed. “Why not? Secretaries are a dime a dozen, aren’t they? And it’s such an easy way to make your future wife happy.”
I glared at her feeling my wolf claw its way to the surface. “Dillon isn’t my secretary,” I said fighting not to shift.
“Oh, really?” Eris asked, her eyes narrowing. “What is he, then—your lover? Because, forced marriage or not, I will not be humiliated like my mother was,” she said unraveling. As she did, I could smell that she was about to shift. But quickly catching herself, she paused. Straightening her back she added, “I’ll have your head on a plate before I let that happen.” And then smiled like she had just shared a weakness for chocolate.
I stared back at her stunned. There was no doubt that Eris was Armand’s spawn. And, unlike me, both of her parents were shifters. I could tell it in her scent. That made her wolf stronger and more dangerous. But I had taken down pure shifters much larger than her.
After letting her threat hang in the air for a moment, she laughed. The woman was nuts. I was sure she was as capable of killing as her father was.
Knowing I had to do something before things got out of control, I took a step between Eris and Dillon.
“As amazing of a meal as my head might be, that’s not what’s happening here.”
Eris raised an eyebrow. “No? Then what is?”
I hesitated for only a moment before saying, “I hired Dillon to head a special project, one that he is uniquely qualified for.”
Eris looked unconvinced. “Which is?”
Trying to think quickly, I said, “He’s here to create a community outreach center.”
